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She is the attractive, but normal and unassuming everyday woman in the office, at least on the outside. But underneath, she's a sexy woman that has always wanted to be let out of her cage of 'conservative upbringing'.

She just has trouble letting herself go. I am a Creative Director for an ad agency and Kari works in a studio across town. We both need our lives to be creative in all aspects, and especially enjoy creativity in the bedroom. Our trust has allowed us to openly share our wildest fantasies with each other, some of which involved people outside our marriage, but we made a decision early on, not to cross that boundary. We chose to develop a wild and vivid fantasy life instead, being free to have fun within our marriage.

We came up with what we call 'The Fantasy Night Rules'. This included imagining fantasy lovers in bed and having 'special fantasy nights'. This we could do without crossing the boundary of the actual reality of having other sexual partners. Kari is the one that put the limit on our fantasies. She has to do what ever I tell her to, within the limitations of the rules. She can do what ever she wants within the limitations of the rules and I can not stop her.

No actual oral sex or making love with another person. She loves it when I make her do sexy things and dress sexy on those special nights, especially when we are out of town and no one knows us. We found that, that excites us the most. I shared with her how'I'd like to see another man make love to her and how much it would turn me on if she really enjoyed it'. She told me how, 'she would like to be tied up and forced to have sex with several men at once and how she would want them to treat her like a slut'.

Being controlled and made to do it, that relieves us of 'the guilt so we can enjoy it'. She and I loved hearing each other's fantasies. A couple of times we acted as though we were going to make the others fantasy actually come true.

Once she called me after work and left me a message on my answering service that she was out having drinks an old boyfriend of hers, and might be home late. She had told me about him. She giggled on the phone and told me she didn't think I'd mind and promised to give me all the lusty details, which she did the next morning. Telling me a very detailed but fabricated story. For days she made live with the reality, that she had actually had sex with him, before confessing that she had only told me the tale to turn me on.

I once had an out of town client that was getting married, and I really had to attend. I told Kari, as though it was deadly true, that 'the boys' had hired a girl to serve drinks to them at the hotel room, before they all went 'out on the town'. Something had happened and the girl couldn't make it, and they could not find anyone to replace her.

Kari once worked in a restaurant serving and I knew she could do it. None of them had ever met her, and so I told her that I could bring her along to serve the guys at the party, but we couldn't let anyone know that she was my wife. I could just tell them that a friend recommended her from one of the bars in town, and that she needed the work.

You know the guys would be getting drunk and will probably be talking nasty to you. It could be fun. I would just hope they wouldn't get carried away. You know the way bachelor parties can get. I could never tell them that! So, you would have to handle it alone, your way I guess. Three drinks and she was nervous as a cat, but ready to pack her bags. She tried to hide her disappointment when she found out the next day that she was only going as my wife and that my story was only a fantasy tease.

But what I found out was that she was willing to take a chance on it, not knowing the guys or what could have happened. At the wedding, I did see her get excited when she saw the good looking guys that had gone to the party.

I teased her for days making her suck my cock and telling her how I wold have like to see all of them have their way with her. I made her confess to me what she would have like for them to do to her.

We talked about the possibilities and were both turned on for days! She always confided in me, telling me what a slut she really wanted to be when she was single and dated. I was too scared. We call it our 'Fantasy Lover Night'. Sorry for the names but it was fun for us. She would close her eyes and tell me who she wanted to fuck her.

Then as I made love to her she would be imagining that it was him, not me sliding his cock into her. Sometimes it was a co-worker, a friend or simply some nice looking guy she had seen. I'd promote it, telling her that I wanted her fuck him. It was a very simple fantasy, but yielded some very sexy nights.

I'd make her tell me how much she wanted to fuck one of her fantasy lovers and tell me who he was. I would talk trashy to her, telling her what a slut she was for wanting other cocks.

She would get wild as she fucked the cock of her fantasy lover in her mind. While I was sliding my cock in and out of her, she and I were both imagining that my cock was his. Often she seemed to talk nastier to them than to me. Over a period of time I realized that one fantasy lover turned her on more and she brought his name up more than any other, my friend Hunter. I had gone into art and he had gone into pharmacy. We had played ball together, roomed together and had more than a few wild times.

Two crazy, single guys, always looking for a couple of sexy women. Even before she had told me that she fantasized about him, I knew that Hunter turned Kari on. It was easy to tell by the 'just lingering' touches on his arm or the way she would giggle and flip her hair when he was around. And her pussy got immediately and especially wet, those times it was Hunter that she told me she was imagining that was fucking her.

It actually turned me on. I told her that I liked it that he turned her on. I trust you two. Once I blindfolded her and tied her to the bed, she loved it. I toyed with her, teasing her, talking to her about Hunter, knowing that would bring …a warm responds. I told her that I had shared with him all about how sexy and nasty she was in bed and about what an erotic pussy she had. Then I told her that I had a surprise for her. I told her that tonight I had invited Hunter over and I was going to let him fuck her while she lay there tied to the bed.

I went out of the room and came back in not speaking, but teased her unmercifully and fucked her as if I was a silent Hunter. She talked nastier to him than ever before. This was the most turned on that I had seen her. There was no doubt that there was a special fire in her for him.

Time went on and we played other sexy games, but I always remembered how damned turned on she had gotten that night with Hunter in her mind, fucking her. Hunter was a nice looking, broad shouldered kinda of guy and great fun, though he is not quiet as outward as I am. He's the type that would never want to offend anyone or harm a relationship, so when he warms up to Kari it's always when he thinks I'm not in the room.

His wife, unlike mine, became very conservative after they were married, which was not what he wanted at all.

He was a true blue husband though and stood by the choices he had made. Hunter has always joked to Kari that 'if she ever got tired of me that he would be there waiting'. We got drunk one boys night out and he confessed that he would love to see her nude and especially that pussy that I'd told him about. What he would give to have a woman that erotic in bed and attractive to boot.

My wife doesn't' even like having oral sex anymore, let alone getting kinky with me. After our conversation I decided I'd 'fan the fire'. I began to tell him more about how nasty she was in bed, how she loved to play sexy games. I would tell him how beautiful her breast and nipples were, not to mention her luscious pussy, all the things that I knew stimulated him so badly.

I wanted him turned on to Kari. Then when I'd talk with Kari, I'd always find some subtle ways to let her know that she turned him on. Sometimes she would almost act as though she didn't hear me, but I knew her, and could tell that it always sparked her interest. I'd already told her things about him, like the fact that he had a huge cock.

One of Kari's blue ribbon arousal buttons. Then I'd enjoy watching them subtly react with each other when the four of us would get together, or he when he would drop by to go golfing. There would be a sexual tension in the air around them.

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Sex fantasy fuck my wife

For mature audience only. This story may begin easy, but like my wife, it gets nastier the further it goes. She is the attractive, but normal and unassuming everyday woman in the office, at least on the outside. But underneath, she's a sexy woman that has always wanted to be let out of her cage of 'conservative upbringing'.

She just has trouble letting herself go. I am a Creative Director for an ad agency and Kari works in a studio across town. We both need our lives to be creative in all aspects, and especially enjoy creativity in the bedroom. Our trust has allowed us to openly share our wildest fantasies with each other, some of which involved people outside our marriage, but we made a decision early on, not to cross that boundary. We chose to develop a wild and vivid fantasy life instead, being free to have fun within our marriage.

We came up with what we call 'The Fantasy Night Rules'. This included imagining fantasy lovers in bed and having 'special fantasy nights'. This we could do without crossing the boundary of the actual reality of having other sexual partners.

Kari is the one that put the limit on our fantasies. She has to do what ever I tell her to, within the limitations of the rules. She can do what ever she wants within the limitations of the rules and I can not stop her. No actual oral sex or making love with another person.

She loves it when I make her do sexy things and dress sexy on those special nights, especially when we are out of town and no one knows us. We found that, that excites us the most. I shared with her how'I'd like to see another man make love to her and how much it would turn me on if she really enjoyed it'. She told me how, 'she would like to be tied up and forced to have sex with several men at once and how she would want them to treat her like a slut'.

Being controlled and made to do it, that relieves us of 'the guilt so we can enjoy it'. She and I loved hearing each other's fantasies. A couple of times we acted as though we were going to make the others fantasy actually come true. Once she called me after work and left me a message on my answering service that she was out having drinks an old boyfriend of hers, and might be home late. She had told me about him. She giggled on the phone and told me she didn't think I'd mind and promised to give me all the lusty details, which she did the next morning.

Telling me a very detailed but fabricated story. For days she made live with the reality, that she had actually had sex with him, before confessing that she had only told me the tale to turn me on. I once had an out of town client that was getting married, and I really had to attend. I told Kari, as though it was deadly true, that 'the boys' had hired a girl to serve drinks to them at the hotel room, before they all went 'out on the town'.

Something had happened and the girl couldn't make it, and they could not find anyone to replace her. Kari once worked in a restaurant serving and I knew she could do it. None of them had ever met her, and so I told her that I could bring her along to serve the guys at the party, but we couldn't let anyone know that she was my wife. I could just tell them that a friend recommended her from one of the bars in town, and that she needed the work.

You know the guys would be getting drunk and will probably be talking nasty to you. It could be fun. I would just hope they wouldn't get carried away. You know the way bachelor parties can get. I could never tell them that! So, you would have to handle it alone, your way I guess. Three drinks and she was nervous as a cat, but ready to pack her bags. She tried to hide her disappointment when she found out the next day that she was only going as my wife and that my story was only a fantasy tease.

But what I found out was that she was willing to take a chance on it, not knowing the guys or what could have happened. At the wedding, I did see her get excited when she saw the good looking guys that had gone to the party. I teased her for days making her suck my cock and telling her how I wold have like to see all of them have their way with her.

I made her confess to me what she would have like for them to do to her. We talked about the possibilities and were both turned on for days! She always confided in me, telling me what a slut she really wanted to be when she was single and dated.

I was too scared. We call it our 'Fantasy Lover Night'. Sorry for the names but it was fun for us. She would close her eyes and tell me who she wanted to fuck her.

Then as I made love to her she would be imagining that it was him, not me sliding his cock into her. Sometimes it was a co-worker, a friend or simply some nice looking guy she had seen. I'd promote it, telling her that I wanted her fuck him. It was a very simple fantasy, but yielded some very sexy nights.

I'd make her tell me how much she wanted to fuck one of her fantasy lovers and tell me who he was. I would talk trashy to her, telling her what a slut she was for wanting other cocks. She would get wild as she fucked the cock of her fantasy lover in her mind. While I was sliding my cock in and out of her, she and I were both imagining that my cock was his. Often she seemed to talk nastier to them than to me. Over a period of time I realized that one fantasy lover turned her on more and she brought his name up more than any other, my friend Hunter.

I had gone into art and he had gone into pharmacy. We had played ball together, roomed together and had more than a few wild times. Two crazy, single guys, always looking for a couple of sexy women.

Even before she had told me that she fantasized about him, I knew that Hunter turned Kari on. It was easy to tell by the 'just lingering' touches on his arm or the way she would giggle and flip her hair when he was around.

And her pussy got immediately and especially wet, those times it was Hunter that she told me she was imagining that was fucking her. It actually turned me on. I told her that I liked it that he turned her on. I trust you two.

Once I blindfolded her and tied her to the bed, she loved it. I toyed with her, teasing her, talking to her about Hunter, knowing that would bring …a warm responds. I told her that I had shared with him all about how sexy and nasty she was in bed and about what an erotic pussy she had. Then I told her that I had a surprise for her. I told her that tonight I had invited Hunter over and I was going to let him fuck her while she lay there tied to the bed.

I went out of the room and came back in not speaking, but teased her unmercifully and fucked her as if I was a silent Hunter. She talked nastier to him than ever before. This was the most turned on that I had seen her. There was no doubt that there was a special fire in her for him. Time went on and we played other sexy games, but I always remembered how damned turned on she had gotten that night with Hunter in her mind, fucking her.

Hunter was a nice looking, broad shouldered kinda of guy and great fun, though he is not quiet as outward as I am. He's the type that would never want to offend anyone or harm a relationship, so when he warms up to Kari it's always when he thinks I'm not in the room.

His wife, unlike mine, became very conservative after they were married, which was not what he wanted at all. He was a true blue husband though and stood by the choices he had made. Hunter has always joked to Kari that 'if she ever got tired of me that he would be there waiting'.

We got drunk one boys night out and he confessed that he would love to see her nude and especially that pussy that I'd told him about. What he would give to have a woman that erotic in bed and attractive to boot. My wife doesn't' even like having oral sex anymore, let alone getting kinky with me. After our conversation I decided I'd 'fan the fire'.

I began to tell him more about how nasty she was in bed, how she loved to play sexy games. I would tell him how beautiful her breast and nipples were, not to mention her luscious pussy, all the things that I knew stimulated him so badly.

I wanted him turned on to Kari. Then when I'd talk with Kari, I'd always find some subtle ways to let her know that she turned him on.

Sometimes she would almost act as though she didn't hear me, but I knew her, and could tell that it always sparked her interest. I'd already told her things about him, like the fact that he had a huge cock.

One of Kari's blue ribbon arousal buttons. Then I'd enjoy watching them subtly react with each other when the four of us would get together, or he when he would drop by to go golfing. There would be a sexual tension in the air around them.

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